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The Dark Cavalier
I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover:
My
arms shall welcome you when other arms are tired;
I stand to wait for you,
patient in the darkness,
Offering forgetfulness of all that you
desired.
I ask no merriment, no pretense of gladness,
I can love heavy lids
and lips without their rose;
Though you are sorrowful you will not weary
me;
I will not go from you when all the tired world goes.
I am the Dark Cavalier; I am the Last Lover;
I promise faithfulness
no other lips may keep;
Safe in my bridal place, comforted by
darkness,
You shall lie happily, smiling in your sleep.
From: Rittenhouse, Jessie B.
The Second Book of Modern Verse (1919).
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
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